Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

The golden flute, engraved with high-level animal bones, emitted bursts of immortal sounds.

Zhang Xuan glanced at the immortal flute and shook his head in disappointment.

Most of the magical powers of this immortal flute may lie in this material.

High-level animal bones, perhaps high-level animal bones above level seven.

He couldn't get them.

It was even more out of touch with the heavy water material he had on hand.

A broken immortal boat was drifting in an infinitely distant place, and it was obviously an extraordinary product.

Unfortunately, Zhang Xuan still couldn't use it.

There were also a large number of spiritual treasures and immortal artifacts piled up deep under the water.

Zhang Xuan swam towards the bottom of the water.

Although there were many spiritual treasures and immortal artifacts here, most of them were broken.

Judging from the traces of damage, they were not originally broken.

It was more like being boiled in the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron for countless years.

"Boiling the world's spiritual treasures and immortal artifacts, what a big deal. This Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron is probably going to refine a world-shaking acquired artifact?!" Zhang Xuan was shocked.

I don't know who the owner of this Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron is.

However, this is not his biggest concern now.

He is now determined to find a reference template that can allow him to refine heavy water into a weapon.

Under the water, he shuttled through the broken spiritual artifacts and immortal treasures.

Each spiritual artifact and immortal treasure shocked Zhang Xuan.

Whether it is the refining technique or the power exerted, it is unimaginable for Zhang Xuan, a small Nascent Soul.

From above, these spiritual artifacts and immortal treasures under the water seem to be piled up in a mess.

However, after getting closer, you will find that the distance between these spiritual artifacts and immortal treasures is very large.

This is probably also the unique arrogance and domineering of spiritual artifacts and immortal treasures.

There can only be one spiritual artifact and immortal treasure in a domain.

The reason why these spiritual artifacts and immortal treasures are piled up in a mess from above is probably because these densely packed spiritual artifacts and immortal treasures are visually crossed at the bottom of the water.

Zhang Xuan wandered among many spiritual treasures and immortal artifacts.

"There are so many spiritual treasures and immortal artifacts, but it's a pity that I can't take any of them away, otherwise why would I be afraid of the old demon who hides in the black swamp of the barrier!" Zhang Xuan sighed.

He continued to search.

Fortunately, he could stay in this Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron for 1222 breaths, a total of about two hours.

He had enough time to observe and toss in it.

Suddenly, he saw a figure appear in front of him.

"How is it possible? There are only immortal artifacts and spiritual treasures here, how can there be people?" Zhang Xuan was shocked.

He approached quietly.

He found that it was just a human body in front of him, but it could not be considered a human cultivator.

It was more like a special immortal artifact.

The closer he got to this immortal artifact, the more surprised he was.

The white particles like snowflakes rippled in the water, forming a huge body.

Unlike the human race, which uses blood as the basis to operate the limbs and bones.

The person in front of him was invisible and immaterial, and seemed to be still on the surface.

When he approached, he found that the dense white snowflakes that made up the body inside were actually flowing like a swarm of bees.

What was even more conspicuous was the three thousand white hairs on the top of the head, swaying in the water, domineering and majestic!

Suddenly, a red sun rose above this "human body".

Drops of blood dripped from the red sun.

It dripped onto the snow-white "human body".

As the amount of blood dripped increased, the red sun became dim.

The momentum of the snow-white "human body" continued to rise.

Zhang Xuan was shocked.

He didn't expect that there was such a fairy weapon in the world.

It was simply unbelievable.

How talented was the predecessor who forged this fairy weapon? He actually thought of using white snow as bones and red sun as blood, in accordance with the five elements, to refine such a rare fairy weapon.

He wanted to study it further.

Unfortunately, the time in the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron was up.

The little soul man fluctuated and flew out of the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron.

At this time, Zhang Xuan's heart was still in shock at the fairy weapon with three thousand feet of white hair.

This time, he entered the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron for two hours, almost exhausting his spiritual power.

Zhang Xuan took the Shenyuan Wuji Golden Pill.

In terms of replenishing spiritual consciousness, compared with the good fortune pill sold in the holy land, the effect of the Dao Dan Book - Shenyuan Wuji Dan opened from the dragon wood is much better.

Less than ten days later, Zhang Xuan's spiritual consciousness was fully restored again.

His soul figure entered the Luosha Immortal Cauldron again.

This time, the soul figure did not stop for a moment and went straight to the immortal weapon with white hair three thousand feet.

The snow was white and the red sun was rising.

It was still a beautiful picture.

"Squeak..."

There was a sound of snowflakes colliding from inside.

Drops of red blood dripped from the red sun and dripped into the flying snowflakes.

Zhang Xuan approached the immortal weapon.

The closer he got, the more he felt a palpitation.

This feeling came from these pieces of snowflakes.

From these snowflakes, he seemed to feel boundless hostility and resentment.

"How could this happen?"

Zhang Xuan was shocked.

Although the spiritual treasures and immortal weapons in the Luosha Immortal Cauldron were different.

However, there is one thing in common, that is, these spiritual treasures and immortal tools have no spirits, let alone intelligence.

Perhaps these spiritual treasures and immortal tools originally had spirits, but after being boiled in the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron for countless years, the spirits might have long disappeared.

However, the immortal tool in front of him made him feel a kind of negative emotion of humanity.

He continued to move forward.

Finally, he saw the heavy snow all over the sky.

One piece, one piece.

When he looked at these snowflakes carefully, he was shocked.

Although these snowflakes are small, you can still see a human skeleton from them.

He looked up at the red sun above, and the red blood drops coming down from above were the blood of the cultivators.

"Sacrifice billions of lives, use the bones of the lives as the basis, compress and refine them into snowflakes, extract the essence of the lives and boil them into the red sun..."

He used to think that the weapon caster who refined this immortal weapon was an extremely talented genius.

Now it seems that he is simply an unforgivable big devil.

How many lives have died in order to refine such an immortal weapon!

However, Zhang Xuan still studied this special immortal weapon carefully.

In addition to the special refining materials of this immortal weapon, a large complex array was constructed to connect every snowflake and even the red sun.

This large complex array is much larger than the fish scale array.

Although there are many nested arrays in the fish scale array, at least there are still a number.

And this complex array is formed by countless arrays connected.

"Such a large complex array, I wonder how that old demon made it?" Zhang Xuan was amazed.

This old demon sacrificed the common people with cruel means.

However, he is a high-level weapon refiner and array master rarely seen in a thousand years.

He carefully observed the array engraved on it.

With snowflakes as points, the array patterns are connected.

This is the only way to keep the snowflakes running.

And use the hostility in the snowflakes and the breath of the human race to connect into the shape of the human race.

The red sun is rising.

Billions of array patterns are connected with snowflakes.

When a drop of red blood falls on the red sun.

Along the array patterns, countless snowflakes are connected.

These snowflakes suddenly have energy, and each snowflake is trembling slightly.

"It is indeed a masterpiece!" Zhang Xuan was amazed secretly.